Bismillah...
How, is not the matter, what matters is I left;
I had an appointment to keep, and it was with the angel of death...
Now, as you embrace my leaving please take this fact to heart,
you too have an appointment you must keep, and it was written at your start...
Right now is the time for reflection, because you too will follow me;
for this world is only temporary, the hereafter holds our true destiny...
Yes I will be missed, but ALLAH said I must go,
so beg HIM to allow the light in my grave to glow...
There is no trading places;
so please honor me with smiling faces;
of despair let there be no traces;
and where you find emptiness, allow your faith to fill in those spaces...
I had an appointment to keep, and it was with the angel of death...
Now, as you embrace my leaving please take this fact to heart,
you too have an appointment you must keep, and it was written at your start...
Right now is the time for reflection, because you too will follow me;
for this world is only temporary, the hereafter holds our true destiny...
Yes I will be missed, but ALLAH said I must go,
so beg HIM to allow the light in my grave to glow...
There is no trading places;
so please honor me with smiling faces;
of despair let there be no traces;
and where you find emptiness, allow your faith to fill in those spaces...
1 comment:
that poem was so sweet it brougt tears to my eyes. as i read it it brought bak memories of my little brother aarron that past away
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